The Obscure

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Sunday, September 05, 2004

 
Hey hey everyone. I don't have anything to write about right now, so I figure that I will just ramble on until I grow too lazy to lift my fingers (which is just so different from usual, I know, sorry to startle you.)
I'm eating Hut Dugs (as they are properly pronounced) but they are sub-par. I need Jew-Dogs or better, and these are stupid ballpark, what's more, the rolls are a little dry, so it doesn't taste good in that area either.
I'm too hungry though, I have no choice.

I'm feeling a little strange today. Not bad, necessarily, just kinda strange. Dr. Strangelove, Hubert Humphrey, Ronald Reagan, Chicken McNuggets, Jazz.
That is an example of my "associative thought process", right there. Is that even anything, "associative thought process"? I don't know if it is. Regardless, that is a line of association in my brain. Don't question me.

I think I am secretly Woody Allen, in drag.

So I go into my kitchen just now, and my mom is out there cooking up some food. I say, "Hey Mum, what're you cookin'?" and she says, "I'm just cookin' up a pot of hamburger and zucchini. You want some tea?"
To which I replied, "Yes, please."
True story.

My tea is ready, I think in a matter of moments I shall be up and about once more, on the road towards tea retrieval, but until that time comes, remember the alamo, my friends. His banner over us, is love.

Thurgood Williams Jameson came over the other day. He challenged me to a duel, with a glove-slap to the face. I chose pistols at dawn. Not for any other reason than it just felt like the natural thing to do, did I make my choice; nevertheless, I did choose it, and it was so.
The next morning I met Jameson outside my house, I greeted him by shooting him twice in the face, while he was getting out of his car. Cause seriously, what's he going to do about it? He's dead now.

I just got my tea. I have begun to drink it, it is quite delicious. We have this new mug now, it's this little white one, it's really cool. I like it a lot. I have a strange affection for "cool" mugs, and this one goes somewhere between 5 and 30 on my list of favorites.

See? I really didn't have anything to write about. And now I am tired, as predicted. Good Day.

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